NoWhere, Sir Eddie C, Zado, Teacup Dragun - Rambo! Lyrics

This that Rambo throw that shit like ammo
Skip the ring finger and she do it with no hands, whoa
It’s that Rambo, nigga where your bands go
Hoes coming first and I am looking at your girl, whoa
This that Rambo throw that shit like ammo
Skip the ring finger and she do it with no hands, whoa
This that Rambo this that Rambo this that Rambo
This that Rambo this that Rambo
This that! This that! This that! This that!
Ok She dancing on the weekend, and it’s back to work on Monday
And they way she said come hurr, she got a lil accent like a Honda
And, I gas her up bad as fuck
Drive that boat and back it up
Never been a bartender, but guarantee she passed a cup
This for twerkers, tell your girls to hold your purses
My hoes so thurl you on my team you need a jersey
I’m with my niggas play with us you know it’s curtains
She gone love me and i’m gone fuck
and that’s for certain
Serving A cup this a layup
Keep it playa I don’t say much
Money talks when she on that pole, I’ll start a conversation
I’m on IG dawg and you know that i’m lurking
The ass look fat, but it’s way fatter in person
These niggas thirsty pop it like a perky
I’m like a surgeon cutting hoes and then i curve em
This Mr. Perfect suplex your bitch, now she hurting
Think I’m X Pac tell her suck it, Bronco Buster then I fuck her
This that Rambo throw that shit like ammo
Skip the ring finger and she do it with no hands, whoa
It’s that Rambo, nigga where your bands go
Hoes coming first and I am looking at your girl, whoa
This that Rambo throw that shit like ammo
Skip the ring finger and she do it with no hands, whoa
This that Rambo this that Rambo this that Rambo
This that Rambo this that Rambo
This that! This that! This that! This that!
You asked me for my name but there’s no need for that
I want that cash in my hand if you want ass to clap
You ain’t even that cute, is that your girl in the back?
I’m not even in your lane and i’m ok with that
It’s the big steeper, ring leader
Yellow River, dream killer
Seventh letter, chain swinger
She rock my mic, I swear I love a singer
It’s that Rambo baby where them bands go
Flip the ring finger and she do it with no hands, whoa
It’s that Rambo baby where your pants go
It’s that
It’s that Rambo

This that Rambo throw that shit like ammo
Skip the ring finger and she do it with no hands, whoa
It’s that Rambo, nigga where your bands go
Hoes coming first and I am looking at your girl, whoa
This that Rambo throw that shit like ammo
Skip the ring finger and she do it with no hands, whoa
This that Rambo this that Rambo this that Rambo
This that Rambo this that Rambo
This that! This that! This that! This that!
Ok She dancing on the weekend, and it’s back to work on Monday
And they way she said come hurr, she got a lil accent like a Honda
And, I gas her up bad as fuck
Drive that boat and back it up
Never been a bartender, but guarantee she passed a cup
This for twerkers, tell your girls to hold your purses
My hoes so thurl you on my team you need a jersey
I’m with my niggas play with us you know it’s curtains
She gone love me and i’m gone fuck
and that’s for certain
Serving A cup this a layup
Keep it playa I don’t say much
Money talks when she on that pole, I’ll start a conversation
I’m on IG dawg and you know that i’m lurking
The ass look fat, but it’s way fatter in person
These niggas thirsty pop it like a perky
I’m like a surgeon cutting hoes and then i curve em
This Mr. Perfect suplex your bitch, now she hurting
Think I’m X Pac tell her suck it, Bronco Buster then I fuck her
This that Rambo throw that shit like ammo
Skip the ring finger and she do it with no hands, whoa
It’s that Rambo, nigga where your bands go
Hoes coming first and I am looking at your girl, whoa
This that Rambo throw that shit like ammo
Skip the ring finger and she do it with no hands, whoa
This that Rambo this that Rambo this that Rambo
This that Rambo this that Rambo
This that! This that! This that! This that!
You asked me for my name but there’s no need for that
I want that cash in my hand if you want ass to clap
You ain’t even that cute, is that your girl in the back?
I’m not even in your lane and i’m ok with that
It’s the big steeper, ring leader
Yellow River, dream killer
Seventh letter, chain swinger
She rock my mic, I swear I love a singer
It’s that Rambo baby where them bands go
Flip the ring finger and she do it with no hands, whoa
It’s that Rambo baby where your pants go
It’s that
It’s that Rambo